I nod, tears spilling. “I’ll stay.”
He drags his mouth over my throat. “I’m not letting you go.”
“Good,” I whisper. “Don’t.”
His cock stays buried deep. “Good girl.”
And I’ll stay his. Even when my legs give out. Even when my voice breaks. Even when I can’t remember what it felt like to belong to anyone but him.
His hands loosen in my hair, sliding down to cradle my jaw, his thumbs trembling. His breath cracks against my skin. “You don’t fucking get it,” he whispers, his voice raw. “You think I’m doing this to you.”
I can’t speak. His eyes drag over my face like he’s trying to memorise me before I disappear.
“But you’re doing it to me.” His jaw clenches. “You’re the one fucking ruining me.”
The words hit so deep my ribs cave.
“You’re the one I can’t stop thinking about when you’re in the other fucking room.” His forehead presses to mine. “You’re the one I can’t stop fucking needing, even when I’m inside you.”
His breath breaks. “Nothing’s ever enough, you hear me? I could fuck you a thousand times and it still wouldn’t be enough.”
His grip tightens on my jaw. “You could beg me every fucking day and I’d still need you to beg harder. You could give me everything, and I’d still tear you open looking for more.”
I whimper, pressing into him. “You think I want to ruin you?” His voice drops to an obsession. “Baby, I’ve already ruined myself for you.”
His breath shudders. “You don’t fucking leave me, you hear me? You don’t fucking walk away. You don’t get to.”
His mouth brushes mine, soft and breaking. “Even if you wanted to, I wouldn’t let you.” He pulls me closer, like he’s trying to pull me inside his ribs. “You’re not safe from me. You’ll never be safe from me.”
His thumb drags down my throat like he’s checking if he can still feel me breathing. “And I don’t want you to be.”
I sob, clinging to him. His breath fractures. “You don’t run from me, baby. You fucking run to me.”
I nod, breaking for him. “I’ll always run to you.”
His laugh cracks, soft and sharp. “That’s my girl.”
His mouth crashes to mine, dragging the words into me like a promise. “You’re my home now.”
I choke on a sob. “You’ve always been mine,” I whisper.
His grip bruises. “And you always fucking will be.”
His cock pulses inside me. “I could bury myself in you for the rest of my life and it still wouldn’t be enough. I want you ruined. I want you so fucking wrecked you can’t survive a day without me.”
I nod. “Take me.”
His breath shudders. “Baby,” he whispers. “I already have.”
And I don’t want him to stop.
His breath stutters against my skin. “You don’t get it. You’re not something I found. You’re something I was missing.”
I can’t fucking breathe. My ribs collapse. My whole body clenches around him.
“I didn’t fall for you.” His eyes cut into mine. “I crashed into you.”
His forehead presses to mine. “You think you’re still whole?” His laugh fractures. “Baby, I’ve been pulling pieces out of you since the day I touched you.”
